the current
evading
cold’s hold
Still Open
December Oxbow
the first coat
of winter’s
white
The River And The Wildflower
movement kept
within
the stillness
End Of The Rainbow
colors gathered
on the ripples
in the light
Light And Water Falls
in the presence
of transience’s beauty
peace flows
Clouds Like The Day’s Breath
in November’s dark
the light is brighter
and the blues colder
October Tableau
the shadows and leaves
a collage
depicting time
Faith In Mystery
there was
a needed reassurance
in the river’s soft corner
Blue Diamonds
glinting
with sunshine
and raindrops
Markers
side by side
the pyramid and cairn
left to hold a place in time
As The Sun Rose
dreams lingered
like dew drops
on leaf tips
Summer Sun
a string of white lights
bellflowers reaching
for the sun
Witnesses
flowers keep watch
over the landscape’s rise
from its misty morning blanket
Summer Flew In
June morning
the world opened wide
all possibilities expanded
Reassurance
constants
the river, the mountain
the flowers return
the renewal of spring
Dreaming Green
the leaves and moss
the water and silt
an endless becoming
A Melting Stand
in the cold curve
of the river
ice draws a line
between seasons
The River Is A Rainbow
throwing colors
and hopefulness
across the landscape
Winter’s Crosshatch
the river’s dark slash
beneath the mountain’s horizon
weaving through trees
Asleep Like Bears
three canoes
in hibernation
dreaming of gleeful paddles
The Waltz
fine snow and the wind
gliding together
on the river dance floor
A Bit Of January Thaw
the field snow thins
river ice recedes
warmer air
passing through trees
The River Tide
the frothing edge
of each wave of cold
etched in ice
Water Open And Closed
the river keeps
one eye open
watching trees
The River Curves
motionless
the river wanders
the future and the past
Letting Go
the river knows
no need to cling
and offers welcome
to each new way of being
Alone Together
room for thoughts
to wander
between them
The Durability Of Change
the habit of the river
to turn again and again
from stillness to movement
Settling On, Settling In
the river still runs
but the cold has dug
its fingers in the ground
Rock Hopping
chasing warmth
autumn light traverses
the rocky river bed